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**BURNING MAN FEMDOM AFFAIRS, PART I** Your Queen has final..

Published: September 21st 2023, 1:04:03 pm

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**BURNING MAN FEMDOM AFFAIRS, PART I** Your Queen has finally returned from her two-month vacation with *so* many stories to share. I visited six countries across Europe and the Middle East, rounded off by Burning Man in the Nevada desert. I naturally drew dozens of submissive men at every point in my trip, but today I’d like to focus on my experience at Burning Man. For those of you unfamiliar with Burning Man, it is a one-week event where roughly 70,000 people from around the world come to build Black Rock City, a temporary city in the middle of the desert (referred to as the playa). Visual art is the focal point of Burning Man, but people also travel to the playa for the music, workshops, games, and other types of performances. Attendees have the option to camp on their own or to join theme camps, the latter of which offer something of value to the temporary city. Some camps, for example, are sound camps offering live music, be it classical, bluegrass, electronic, and everything in between. Others provide meals, supplies, or services such as massage or steam baths. And many offer some type of activity or workshop, which run the gambit from the familiar (i.e. acro yoga and TED-talk style presentations) to the absurd (such as coffee enemas and dildo fencing). Individuals, too, partake in the spectacle, most often in the form of elaborate costumes. I wore 8 different costumes on the playa, one of which I’ve shared with you here. I was invited by a BDSM/kink-themed camp to host workshops on femdom and female supremacy. It was an incredible experience training dozens of men at once how to be better subs, and to lead women up the path of power and mentoring them the act of claiming it. But another highlight of my Burning Man experience was turning an unsuspecting man named Marco into my personal slave for the week. Marco, a 12-year Burning Man veteran, is a luxury residential real estate developer in the default world and a skilled proponent/teacher of tantric sex and massage. He was invited to host workshops on his tantric crafts in a camp adjacent to mine. Our paths collided on the first day of Burning Man when he was visiting my camp. I shared information about my life as lifestyle Domme, how I have men in my life who clean my home, do my renovations, run errands, chauffeur me, massage my feet, take me shopping, and serve my friends and romantic partners as cuckolds. We then discussed his own proclivities towards submission, or lack thereof. Although seeing himself as a man who places high importance on female sexual satisfaction, he nonetheless did not envision himself as being submissive to a woman, either sexually or instrumentally like my subs. I somewhat jokingly said I find his lack of submissiveness unfortunate and bid him adieu so I could go find other men who would be eager to serve me throughout my time on the playa. He didn’t realize it at the time, but I planted the seed of his submission. We reconnected later that evening when I attended one of his tantric workshops, which lead to us staying out and dancing past the first Burning Man sunrise. When we got back to our camps, I joined him in his RV and instructed him to fill a basin with warm water and rose-scented soap so he could wash my feet. He did. I then told him to lather my feet in oil and massage my feet until I fell asleep. He did. I made him sleep on the couch while I slept in his bed and told him I’d like him to wake before me so he can prepare me a fruit plate and hot tea with fresh lemongrass, mint, and honey. He did. He didn’t realize it at the time, but he was past the point of no return in his submission. Throughout the week, I had him appended to me, eager to do all my bidding. He was cleaning my RV, adjusting/fixing my costumes, bringing me food, washing my footwear, servicing my bike, brushing my hair. He set up and took down my workshops, and manned the door for hours to make sure my workshops didn’t go over capacity. If I said I was in the mood for a sauna, he’d locate a camp that had sauna services. If I said I was craving brunch at 3pm, he’d find camps serving brunch at 3pm. If I wanted a campfire at 4am, he was building me a campfire at 4am. Very curious behaviors for a man with no indicated interest in serving women. There was some *je ne sais quoi* about our dynamic that prompted him to devote his Burning Man to me. I overheard him discussing this with his friends one afternoon when he thought I was out of earshot. When one friend asked the others to share their highlights from the week, he simply said, “Honestly...finding *her*. I can’t explain it - it’s not that I just enjoy being around her and doing things with her, but I love how she keeps me busy doing things for her”. Yes, of course it’s easy to make men do things for you when you’re a beautiful woman given most men do it out of the hopes it may lead to sex. But it’s important to bear in mind that Burning Man has no shortage of gorgeous women who would’ve given him attention without my web of expectations. He’s physically very attractive, wealthy, charismatic, and talented. And sex is very easy to come by at Burning Man – had he been solely interested in getting laid, he was certainly wasting way too much time and energy on me given I made it clear in the beginning I am using him for instrumental purpose. Marco very easily and graciously accepted his title as Lord Maria’s Official Burning Man Slave, and loved when I called him that. I have more details about what unravelled between us over the week, but I am going to save that for another day. Or, if you’re feeling desperate and eager to know now, I’ll see you in my DMs.